The food was very good. I am on a fried pickle kick, I guess. I ordered some here as well. I really don't know which pickle was better, Marlowe's or Rum Boogies. I think Marlowe's pickles had a cornmeal crust and the dip was a horseradish base with, I think, Paprika. My husband ate the brisket, while I chose the bbq spagetti. The pork in my dish was so tender and there was so much meat - I have never seen so much meat in a sauce. I really enjoyed this bbq sauce, while my husband still thought it was a bit sweet. All in all, we ate way too much food once again.
Graceland was a different place. Nothing has been done to it since Elvis died. The 1930's exterior doesn't tell the story at all. It is a loud; colorful; glitzy; and to me, not homey place. The grounds, on the other hand, were spectacular. The house sits on 13 peaceful acres and has several out buildings. Glad that I went, I have no real desire to go back. I was somewhat amazed by the commercialism of one person. I t is almost like he is still alive - people are making money because of his fame now just like they did when he was alive.